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I've been standing on the corner all day |
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Trying to think of little things to say |
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'Cause she walks by every day about this time |
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And I don't think I'll ever get her off of my mind |
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Well, I only met her 'bout a week ago |
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But the way she smiles lets me know |
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But she could see that maybe we were two-of-a-kind |
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And I don't think I'll ever get her off of my mind |
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Oh, she's so pretty |
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I couldn't believe she'd ever look my way |
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But the way I'm feeling |
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I'm going to be stealing that little girl's heart today |
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Well, I'm so happy, I could almost fly |
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And I guess you know the reason why |
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I'm walking down the street with her little hand in mine |
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And I don't think I'll ever get her off of my mind |
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Oh, she's so pretty |
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I couldn't believe she'd ever look my way |
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But the way I'm feeling |
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I'm going to be stealing that little girl's heart today |
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Well, I'm so happy, I could almost fly |
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And I guess you know the reason why |
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I'm walking down the street with her little hand in mine |
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And I don't think I'll ever get her off of my mind |
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And I don't think I'll ever get her off of my mind |